Douluo: The God of Death comes to the world, staining the sky with blood

Chapter 39 Join forces to defeat Wuhun Palace!
  The moment the Blood Demon Sword slashed out, the shining Blue Silver Emperor was cut off at the waist.

Swish!
  Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen didn't hesitate at all, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and went straight to Tang San.

While the body was still in mid-air, a blood-red sword energy suddenly condensed and slashed down hard.

boom!
  A violent explosion sounded, and rocks flew everywhere.

"Damn, you were so careless!"

Lu Chen's face was so gloomy that he was about to shed tears.

He looked coldly at the empty pit in front of him, and two cold lights suddenly shot out from his eyes.

Tang San's body had already disappeared in this short moment.

"Chen'er, what's going on?" Qian Daoliu came to Lu Chen's side at this time and frowned.

Lu Chen's body was surrounded by murderous aura, and he slowly put away the Blood Demon Sword, saying: "It should be Tang Haoliu's backhand who took away his son's body."

The moment Tang Hao died, his hundred thousand year soul ring melted into Tang San's body.

But at that time, Lu Chen obviously didn't think that much.

Now it seems that Tang Hao should have planned everything long ago.

Even though he is dead now, he still made a show of it.

"Forget it, he's just an insignificant boy, it's no big deal." Qian Daoliu waved his hands indifferently after hearing this.

Right now, all his thoughts are on Xiao Wu, this hundred thousand year old soul beast.

Just a little Tang San couldn't catch Qian Daoliu's eyes at all.

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Lu Chen shook his head expressionlessly, feeling a little amused.

Doesn't matter?

If Qian Daoliu knew that in the original work, it was such an insignificant boy who finally destroyed your Spirit Hall, I don’t know what he would think.

But then again.

The luck of this son of noodle is really not ordinary.

He actually managed to escape even like this.

It seems that if you want to completely kill the son of luck, you can only use other methods to continuously weaken his luck.

Only when the protagonist's luck is weakened to the lowest point can he be completely killed with one strike!

Lu Chen understood that Tang Hao's 100,000-year-old soul ring came as a sacrifice from his wife A Yin.

And Ah Yin's true form is the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.

The Blue Silver Emperor was also known for his powerful vitality, which was enough to bring Tang San back from the dead.

It seems that after this incident, Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit should have awakened in advance.

However, even so, Lu Chen didn't care.

In the final analysis, this world is all about strength.

His "Devil Art" can be broken through immediately and transformed into a fallen angel.

By then, who in the entire Douluo Continent will be his opponent?

"Tang San, next time we meet, you won't have such good luck again!" Lu Chensen looked into the distance with cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a bloodthirsty arc.

When Xiao Wu saw Tang San's body being taken away by a ball of blue light, her originally empty eyes glowed with ecstasy.

"Brother, you must live well!" Tears kept dripping from the corners of her eyes, and she clenched her pink fists tightly.

Speaking of which, the women in Douluo World are all pitifully stupid, and they are all love-minded.

Three days later, Qibao Glazed Sect headquarters.

In an extremely luxuriously decorated hall, Ning Fengzhi sat on the main seat.

On both sides of him sat Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo respectively.

Further down, there are some elders with higher status in Qibao Glazed Sect.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong were also among them. Ma Hongjun was recuperating in his room because he broke a leg and did not attend the meeting.

At this time, everyone's expressions were gloomy and terrifying.

A chilling atmosphere spread throughout the hall.

After a long while, Ning Fengzhi glanced around everyone and said coldly: "Let's talk about what everyone thinks about this incident!"

As soon as these words came out, a ball of angry flames burst out in everyone's eyes.

"Humph!"

Bone Douluo snorted coldly, "What else is there to say? Wuhun Palace has gone too far in bullying this time. In my opinion, we should declare war on them directly!"

Gu Rong was furious, and his face instantly turned ferocious.

This trip to Wuhun City was something he would never forget in his life.

"You guys are still so impulsive!" Sword Douluo glared at Bone Douluo and said angrily.

Although he is also filled with murderous intentions now, Wuhun Palace is a behemoth after all.

If they start a war rashly, their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect may really be expelled from the mainland.

"Then what should we do? Should we just let them continue to be arrogant?"

Bone Douluo held his breath in his heart, and there was a strong anger in his words.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu is right. We, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, have suffered a great loss this time."

"If we just sit back and wait for death, then how can we have the dignity to establish a foothold on this continent in the future?"

Ning Fengzhi's face was gloomy, and he threw the tea cup to the ground with force, and veins popped out on the back of his hand.

Whenever he recalled everything that happened in Wuhun City, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Especially Lu Chen, it made him itch with hatred.

"In the final analysis, this matter was all caused by that little beast Lu Chen!"

Sword Douluo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "So, no matter what, I must make him pay the price!"

From Chen Xin's point of view, it doesn't matter what the Wuhun Palace is like.

Now, he just wanted to kill Lu Chen with his own hands to vent his hatred.

"That's right! Grandpa Jian is right. That bastard not only killed the third brother and the dean, but also took Xiao Wu away. No matter what, he can't be let go!"

Anger continued to surge in Ning Rongrong's dark eyes.

Whenever she thought of those who died, her heart felt cramped.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Oscar also had murderous looks on their faces.

This soul master competition is like a nightmare, lingering in the minds of several people.

Now, they really wanted to cut Lu Chen into pieces!
  Snapped!
  Ning Fengzhi slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

"If this revenge is not avenged, I will feel uneasy!"

A surge of murderous intent surged out of his body, "If we just endure this tone, how can the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect be worthy of the name of the Three Sects?"

Hearing this, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo and the others' eyes flashed with a look of determination.

"In this case, I suggest that you immediately send people to contact the other major sects and join forces to attack the Spirit Hall!" Sword Douluo pondered for a while and said coldly.

"Yes! I heard that Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong are the direct descendants of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family. Now that they all died at the hands of Lu Chen, Yu Yuanzhen won't let it go!"

"There is also the Haotian Sect. Although they have been closed off for a long time, Tang Hao is one of the two stars of Haotian after all. They will not sit idly by and ignore it."

Bone Douluo also echoed at this time.

"Okay, in that case, send the message to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family and Haotian Sect immediately!"

"This time, Wuhun Palace must pay the price!"

Ning Fengzhi was filled with murderous intent and decided immediately!

(End of this chapter)